h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Spain, the harbour of Valencia, 1970.
It was in the days of the harsh rule of dictator Franco.
I (20 years old) roamed Spain and stayed a while in Valencia with it's big harbour, which made it more easily to survive.


Some evening - for the first time in my life - I entered a brothel, with a girl/prostitute of my age, whom I had met in a bar. As any other brothel those days, it was a state brothel, so the reception was like one of a dull office. The receptionist told me I had to pay him in advance and then we went to her room.
She invited me to come into the bathroom and there she washed my torso with some badly smelling purifying soap to prevent all kinds of genital diseases. After that we went to her bed and it was clearly to me, she knew the fine technical art of making love, which meant, that I was standing next to the same bed already within a few minutes. We both dressed and walked to the door.

Just before I opened it, she looked me straight in the eyes and said in a probing way;
"you drinking too much; you drinking too much" and I nodded a bit shy.
For the first time in my life, I felt I had a real sister.

Ever since I never visited any another brothel, cause it won't ever come close to this beloved memory.


Greatings from Amsterdam, Alfredo . Totday it's sept. 2002